New year's greetings and random thoughts

Happy new year to you ... Wow, 2015 already, huh? Maybe I should make a resolution to update this blog more often. Anyway, just wanted to check in and let you know I'm still thinking about the blog and any readers I have. Thanks for stopping by. There are still notions for stories perking in my head, though I haven't made the time to coax them out of my head and into the computer lately. I will soon.

I've been going through my image archive on my computer and rearranging photos into new folders, deduplicating as I go. It is a long chore, mostly because each image tends to get examined closely, and that's when distractions happen. Large, stiff, somewhat leaky distractions. Perhaps you know what I mean. If I should uncover photos that would be of interest to readers of this humble blog, I will share them. I've mostly limited myself to images that are in the public domain, but I may rethink that this year.

A crazy notion has occurred to me: Maybe a few of the stories I've posted here could be collected into an ebook somewhere. One of the other websites I follow frequently mentions such things created by the blogger. It's just a thought, for now. Which stories would you pick for this, dear reader?

It has been so long since I posted anything new here, you probably just about gave up on me. Maybe you thought I was dead, even. Probably got myself hanged from a rope somewhere, left there by a guy who I should've checked out better before I said I would play with him. My crotch took over when he said he'd help me out with my noose "problem." He helped me out, all right, up to a point... but when I was hanging from the rope, that's when he decided he was done helping. He watched me kick, watched me try to grab at the rope, watched my cock bounce around, then watched me slump and give in to the noose. Then he walked away to let someone else find my hanging dead body.

Or ... not.

Fortunately (I guess) I'm still here. Unfortunately, the foregoing is about all the finished writing I have for you. My fingers are crossed that my writer's block goes away soon. Or else, readers might have to get together to make me pay for the lack of new stories.

If you can't follow yourself, who can you follow?

Is it pathetic to follow your own blog? Over on the right in the little applet for Followers, I added myself. Actually, I'm just trying to figure out how the follow function and Friends Connect work. I'm a bit confused by it, as it seems to use "follower" and "member" the same way, but maybe not. I'm sure I'll figure it out, even if I have to break down and ask someone about it. :)

This comes up because I discovered a blog called Depictions of Death, which kept me entertained quite a few hours in the last couple of days. I'm not quite all about nooses, you see. While I was viewing the depictions, I chased down a lot of help files trying to figure out the ramifications of following and Friend Connect and such. The blog content was, of course, much more enlightening.

Somewhere in the help files, it was said that one should mention when one sets up the widget to solicit followers, so if you've been here (as you seem to be now) and you want to come back, you can click the handy button to the right.

I guess this post also serves to indicate that I'm still around, since it has been another long gap between posts. There's a new story cooking in my febrile brain (bet you've heard that before...) that I hope to start writing soon.

Another three months...

Guess I'm not going to get the blogger of the year prize, huh? I know I said the last story was Part 1, which implied there will eventually be a Part 2 and maybe more... thing is, I've written the ending (in fact, I wrote that first) but haven't gotten around to writing anything to bridge part 1 and the end. Sorry about that.

Some of the reason is, see, I go through spells where I actually am not obsessed with nooses and such. So I don't get any writing done. Lately, I have returned to that obsessed state, but the outlet has been IRC more than anything. Not only that, there are new story ideas bouncing around in my head—different ways to hang a guy, mostly, but sometimes other fantasies. Lately I've been playing with an especially delicious fantasy about burial alive. When I get focused on writing, that one may make it onto paper. (Paper! How old-fashioned! But I can use paper in bed, useful for when I'm wanking at the same time.)

Anyway, I'd like to get some more writing done, which is a start to actually getting it done. Don't give up on me yet.

Apologies for the lack of posting here. (November, huh? How time flies....) There's nothing to be concerned about on my end. I just haven't had a lot to say. Recently I started a new story that I'll share here soon. It's turning out to be a long one, so I think I'll post it serially as an experiment. I ended up writing the second half first, the half with the really good stuff, of course, so I have to write a bit more first before I post that part. The first installment should be up in a day or two.

Check-in

It's been a few months since my last post, so I thought I should post in case anyone is checking in to see if I'm still around. The last few months have seen me working on other, somewhat more sedate things. Lately I've worked on more noose stories. I revised the story "Mark & I" that was posted here a while ago (link is to the original version). I'm trying to figure out the best way to share the new version, whether I should remove the old one or just keep both here. And I wrote a new story based on some artwork posted to the Gaynoose group on google. The new one needs a reading and probably revising; I just finished the draft this week.

The other bit of news I have is that a couple of months ago I tried to post a photo to my Recon account, but they bounced it, presumably because it violated their terms of service. Recon updated their documentation to spell things out more clearly, and they have certain rules because it's located in the U.K. that wouldn't apply in the States. I can accept that... if it weren't for all the other noose photos I see that are a bit further across the line than my rejected one was. I'm not complaining, because I don't want someone there deciding to go after everyone. I'll post the one they rejected here, and the best part is I can explain that I was laying in bed, decidedly not dead, holding the camera in one hand so that the rope could be seen. It wasn't even that tight, really. I mean, I could breathe and everything.

Where'd hangdog go?

I don't know if anyone from my haunts on EFnet would think to look here, but just in case, I'm likely to be pretty scarce for a while due to the holiday madness and other commitments. If anyone's looking for me, drop me a line; the address is in my complete profile (link at right).